Vol 3 Chapter 162: You still wear the mask.

?? Quiet, can not hear other noise, no other people's trouble, is a good place to talk about love. Ye Wuchen did not wait for her to speak, and said in a stiff tone: "You are the snow girl."
Xue Yanyan: "..."
"Super medical skills, with snow as the surname, and ... your finger is shining in the ring." Ye Wuchen eyes stunned, "That should be a strange induction. You are a snow woman, that is, the descendant of the snow Come and ask me to go back to Xue Jijian."
"Hey, the little brother really guessed it out." Xue Yanyan was not surprised, still very charming. "In this case, the little brother gave the sword to his sister, and the sister can let you dispose of it."
Ye Wuchen’s mouth glimpsed and said:
I suspect that you are a Snow Maiden, but you suspect that you are not... The Snow Maiden’s people are pure-minded, and if they are both physically and mentally, you need to make a sword. This kind of gesture? Put away your charm, your play is not very good."
"Oh? Acting? Giggle..." Xue Yanyan covered his mouth and smiled, laughing at the flowering branches, the snow-white full chest couldn't help but sway, twitching a seductive milk wave, and having a small sense of firmness and firmness. The waist is twisted into a seductive curve of softness and slenderness. "Little brother, who told you that the Snow Lady Palace is going to be pure-minded? The man that the sister has read is only more than the man you have seen. Giggle..."
"Is it?" Ye Wuchen also laughed, and one hand lifted up, slowly grabbing her chest that was constantly shaking up and down, and the snow was stunned, and she stepped back and escaped. Little brother, this can't be done. You gave Xue Jijian to your sister, and my sister can handle it for you."
Ye Wuchen held his hand on his chest and looked at it with a look: "I really didn't expect that a woman who read a lot of men couldn't accept this violation. Oh... you still take the mask off."
"...Little brother, do you really want to see it?" Xue Yanyan put his hands on his face, up and down, and self-pity.
"Don't look at what I am doing with you. I would like to see how the descendants of the Snow Maiden are."
"You... really want to see?" Xue Yanyan's eyes fluttered and asked again with her soft and radiant voice.
"Immediately." Ye Wuchen brows a little, and some are impatient. But in the next moment, the expression on his face was frozen.
The ordinary face was gone, and replaced by a stunning look that was enough to pour the world. This stunning flower is beautiful, the snow is like a fat, but the curved moon eyebrows and phoenix eyes evoke the boundless charm. The slightly pink lips are like fresh petals, making people just look at it. The heart is lost, the is like a tide... It’s really nowhere, no one, no one, no one, no one is not the most heart-wrenching, it is the most perfect masterpiece of God! It is as charming as a fairy, dreamy and mysterious, and the beauty is enough to make every man in the world crazy!
This is a demon woman born to be "beautiful" and a smile that is enough to pour the country into the city.
A white dress like snow, but slightly tightened on her body, tightly attached to her proud chest and buttocks, Zhuo Ting's chest and hips are all out, and a silkworm ribbon is gently spliced ​​at the waist. It outlines the slender waist like Liu, and the body shape of the body is exposed, showing an absolutely perfect shape. Anyone who can't look at it can't turn his eyes, and the madness is amazing.
Seeing that there was no wave in front of her, let alone the heartless chaos, Ye Wuchen finally showed a short period of dementia, Xue Yanyan covered his mouth, streaming words, biting teeth and biting red lips, a couple The eye-catching eyes of the soul-hunting, the wind and the moment are exposed, such as the water and stone, in the heart of Ye Wuchen swaying layers. He turned sharply and turned and walked away: "You still wear the mask."
Looking at her appearance, Ye Wuchen fully understands why she wants to cover her face. I also understand why she is so debauched. Because from her face, he saw a kind of infatuation inscribed in the bones. This kind of glamour can't be put out, except that wearing a fake mask can't hide it. Her face, her body, and her voice, combined, are a fox that can harm all men in the world.
That face didn't even dare to look at him more. If she is gorgeous, she is a little inferior to Ye Shuiyao, but the son makes the soul go out, and the enchanting desire of the fire is that Ye Shuiyao does not have it.
However, Xue Yanyan did not let him do so, his white shadow, the kind of fairy-like appearance reappeared in his sight, a touch of fragrant fragrance, smelling heart. "Little brother, isn't your sister really so ugly, so that you don't want to see more?"
"You...is very good. So, put on the mask." Ye Wuchen stared at her face, did not look away, unconsciously, a inflammation quietly ignited, Ye Wuchen heart A shock, forcibly pressed, and a "demon girl".
"Is it good to give my sister a snowy sword? My sister will really promise you any request... The little brother wants to do anything..."
"Don't call my little brother!" Ye Wuchen resisted the heat of his body and dispersed his mind.
"Oh?" Snow 妃 眸 美 美 美 美 美 美 美 美 美 美 美 美 美 美 美 美 美 美 美 美 美 美 美 美 美 美 美 美 美 美 美 美 美 美 美 美 美 美 美 美 美 美 美 美 美 美 美 美 美 美 美 美 美 美 美 美 美 美 美 美 美 美 美 美 美 美 美 美 美 美 美 美 美 美 美 美 美 美 美 美 美 美 美 美 美 美 美 美 美 美 美 美 美 美 美 美 美 美 美 美Zhang soft and soft, gently hold tightly.
"...It turned out that it wasn't a younger brother, but a big brother, giggling..." She licked her lips and blew it in the ear of Ye Wuchen, and the hand was forced to move a few times. Ye Wuchen hurriedly pushed her away, clenched her teeth, and then ran out of the woods without saying a word, and she laughed at the snowy and charming smile.
Waiting for Ye Wuchen to leave. The laughter of Xue Yanyan also stopped. Looking at the direction of his departure, her face finally showed a touch of pink. Lifting his right hand just touching him, sniffing in front of his nose, smiling slightly, whispering: "Is this the taste of a man..."
"If I want to kill him, the girl in black must kill me first. She is right, everything is destined, destined to escape. Can't kill him, can only..." She said inexplicably. Then, a slight breath, a corner of the mouth, revealing a smile that is fascinating for all life: "A smart man... but you guessed wrong, I am not a descendant of Snow Maiden, hehe..."
When I returned to Ningxue, Ye Wuchen’s breathing was still a bit heavy. He sighed with relief and his heart was in turmoil. In memory, this is the first time he has been so embarrassed. At this point, he secretly gritted his teeth. He is by no means a loser, even if she is just a woman.
He picked up the snow, and regardless of Xue Yanyan, said: "Let's go."
"Brother, your body... seems to be a bit hot." Ningxue reached out and touched his chest. These days, she stayed on her chest for the longest time. She was already fully familiar with his taste and his temperature. At this moment, she noticed the slight difference.
"Hey, little sister, your brother will of course be hot." Xue Yanyan slowly walked out with a soft smile, slender waist and twisted like a wind willow, temptation unlimited.
"Why, it's my sister... ah, my sister, you... you are beautiful." The condensed snow on the shoulder of Ye Wuchen whispered, and stared at the snowy face that came. She can be said to have the world's first seductive, easy to kill the snow.
Ye Wuchen heard a word, and looked at the side, but found that Xue Yanyan did not wear the mask again, so he walked out like a flower. Not only condensed snow, even the nightmare also directly stunned, only a glance at the glance and no longer look, quietly on the side of Ye Wuchen. Her greatest desire is that Ye Wuchen can hold her like holding a snow. It’s just that this little desire can only be achieved by night.
"Giggle, the little sister is really well-behaved, much better than your unconscioned brother. In fact, the younger sister is also very beautiful." Xue Yanyan said.
"No, my sister is deceiving, I am not beautiful at all." Ningxue heard not only was not happy, but his face was dim. She raised her hands and rubbed her face on her face, covering the two scars. She always knew that her face was not only not beautiful, but it was very scary. Only her brother would really not give up her, but she hurt her.
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